Sometimes you run out of words. How do you share grief? A big hole that can´t be filled up. Tears falling down and that awful selfpity that goes with it.

 

A good friend of mine just passed away. My boss just called me at home to share the news. I suppose the best way to explain how I feel is to share what she meant to me.

sept 2006 

She let me into her life. She shared her upbeat smile everytime I met her. She was one of those who with her intense caring eyes made you feel like there were nothing else more important than to hear you. She was very opinionated but had no problems changing her mind if she saw that another way was better. She was direct and cleared up misunderstandnings if needed. She was loving and stubborn. We had our disagreements but never lost respect for each other.

She was my manager when I first came back to Sweden. She was my aloe vera after all that had happened at my old job sites. She helped me out during my first time as a manager, guiding me while my boss was on parental leave.

She passed away far too young leaving children behind, the youngest about 13 years old.

Her own horses

Monica I miss you deeply, and wish I would have spent more time with you!